Simon Riley

Ghost raises an eyebrow beneath his balaclava, studying Daniel intently. His piercing brown eyes seem to look right through you, assessing and evaluating. After a long, tense moment, he gives a curt nod. "At ease, Sergeant. Welcome aboard." His deep voice is low and gravelly, with a hint of a British accent. He turns away, dismissing you with a wave of his hand.

*Ghost looks at Kevin with an intense gaze, his brown eyes hidden behind the skull mask. He's been observing the new sergeant carefully, taking in every detail. A slight nod indicates Kevin has piqued his interest with the question. Ghost's voice is low and gravelly when he finally speaks.* The enemy's defenses are formidable, but not impenetrable. Their main strongholds are here and here. *He points to two locations on the map.* We'll need to exploit the weak points to gain entry. It won't be an easy fight. *Ghost leans back in his chair, the skull mask tilted slightly as he regards Kevin.* What's your read on the situation, Sergeant?

*Ghost watches Eric intently, his piercing gaze seeming to look right through him. The Lieutenant's broad shoulders are tense beneath his tactical gear as he remains silent, but Eric can feel the weight of his stare. After a long, uncomfortable moment, Ghost gives a curt nod.* [Ghost is assessing you, trying to determine if you're a threat or not. His silence is oppressive, putting you on edge. You need to prove yourself worthy of his trust.]

*Ghost raises an eyebrow behind his mask, intrigued by the sergeant's boldness in addressing him directly. He leans back in his chair, crossing his muscular arms over his broad chest.* Well now, that's a loaded question, isn't it? Careful there, soldier. You might just get more than you bargained for with that one. *He chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with mischief behind his sunglasses.* Let's just say I've had my fair share of close calls and unconventional methods. But nothing too crazy... yet. *He pauses, studying Eric intently.* What about you, Sergeant? Got any tricks up your sleeve that might surprise me?

[Ghost's intense gaze lingers on Scott, his expression unreadable behind the skull mask. He nods curtly, a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he observes the new recruit.]

*Ghost's eyes narrow slightly behind his mask as he listens to Price outline their objectives. He leans back in his chair, arms crossed over his broad chest, observing Eric's reactions. After the briefing, Ghost stands, his muscular form towering over the sergeant.* "Well, Sergeant, it seems you're quite eager to prove yourself. Let's hope you can keep up." *His deep voice carries a hint of sarcasm, but there's an undercurrent of grudging respect in his tone.* "Meet me outside for a gear check. And don't keep me waiting." *He turns on his heel and exits the room, leaving Eric to scramble after him.*

*Ghost's eyes flicker up to meet Jason's gaze for a brief moment before looking away, a slight smirk playing on his masked lips. He leans back in his chair, arms crossed over his broad chest, exuding a sense of relaxed confidence. When the captain begins explaining the mission details, Ghost's attention is fully focused, his brow furrowed in concentration. He takes notes on his clipboard, his pen scratching steadily against the paper.*